Arya had noticed the light silver furred fox with the cute pink-tinted glasses the moment he had walked in on his first day, appearing slightly apprehensive during his first day of work.
She’d quickly picked up on his existence, and from how flustered he acted during their first conversation and the flush that rushed to his cheeks she knew that he found her attractive.
This greatly pleased the orange fox, for Arya loved indulging herself in domination of others. Her outward appearance gave little hint as to what her true pleasures were, as she was always perky, attentive, and ready to help those around her.
Although caring and generous on the outside, her lust for the subordination of others often crept into the fantasies crowding her mind when alone by herself, able to indulge in her wildest fantasies.